Morning Sky
In the wee early hour, looking heavenward, my breath catches as I view the crisp, starry morning sky. It is a perspective; a stunningly visual affirmation of how small I am in the greater scheme of things.
Absorbed in the starry spectacle, I wondered what the view will be from my new home. Although still a rural location, I will be closer to city lights. And what about the other views that have become so familiar? I know what I am leaving; I don’t know what I am moving toward.
I like it very much; the look and feel of my new home. It is a sweet little place. Perfect for me as I begin the twilight journey of my life. But it will be different. I will adapt to the change; I will wonder at my new vision of the early morning sky.
It will be different.